Chapter 130: A Favor for a Favor
Dreadfort Castle
POV of Doric Bolton
After Tyrion left his room, he quickly closed the door and window, told Varko that he was going ’away’ for a while, and asked him to tell people that he would not be available for a while.
After Varko gave him an affirmation he took out a white marble from his bottomless pouch and said "To the Wall."
A mont later, he was standing in the center of a storm on top of the Wall. He created a magical shield to protect himself from the elents.
Then he reached inside the bottomless pouch and took out another marble.
A tug and a twist and the next instant, he was standing in front of the beautiful scenery of the Weirwood Tree on top of a hill in full bloom. Its crimson leaves were giving a radiant glow from the sun rays coming from behind it.
The tree always looked beautiful to him no matter how many tis he saw it.
Especially because of how much ambient magic it radiated to the world around it.
Of course, at this point, the ambient magic in his own castle overwheld that of the ambient magic in this area because of the sheer number of Weirwood Trees he had planted in and near his castle.
But being here was still nice.
He sent a magical pulse around him to make the denizens of this place aware of his arrival even though he was sure that the old coot already knew about him.
He supposed that he was being a bit harsh in his opinion of Brynden Rivers as the old man has always helped him, but he couldn’t help his dislike of the old man.
Bloodraven reminded him too much of Dumbledore for him to ever be comfortable around the man.
A few seconds later, a head poked out from within one of the roots of the Weirwood Tree, and... Snowylocks beckoned him to co inside.
"Co Doric," she said in lodies and a sowhat lancholic tone. "The three-eyed raven waits for you."
He followed her, entering the dark tunnels, using the Lumos spell to not trip on the many weirwood roots on the floor or hit his head on the roof of the tunnel.
They took a few turns here and there before they finally reached the heart of the tunnel system, where most of the roots aligned.
And the one who was sitting attached to the center of the roots was the man he had co to et.
"My favorite Greenseer." Doric greeted the man with a cheer he truly did not feel. Even if the old man was not an acquaintance who had helped him in the past, he would still feel pity for anyone who was condemned to the fate of having to live as a half tree for the rest of his life.
"Wizard." The old man replied in a raspy tone. As if the roots had invaded his throat as well. For all he knew, they might as well have.
"I’ve co here for a favor." He told the man.
"Of course." The man chuckled, the voice sounding eerie as it reverberated in the tunnels. "Even though I cannot see you through the weirwood... or the ravens, you’re still a man. A man of ambition and desire. Tell . What do you want Wizard?"
"I want all the information... on a woman nad Tysha."
"I see..." the Greenseer said, and his remaining eye turned to bore into his, both of them locking themselves in a battle of will. They remained like that for a long ti before the Greenseer finally closed his eyes.
"Very well then." The Greenseer said while his voice was getting softer and softer. "I will grant you this favor."
"Thank you." He replied.
"But you have to help
with sothing, Wizard."
It seed that today was not his lucky day. In the past, the three-eyed raven sotis helped him for free and sotis did not move a muscle without asking for anything in return.
Perhaps it was possible that when he needed sothing, he asked for sothing in return, but if he didn’t need anything, he helped him for free. Doric could not figure this man out completely, but it seed that the Bloodraven needed sothing since he wanted sothing in return today.
"What do you want
to do in return?" Doric asked.
"A favor," Bloodraved said.
"What favor?"
"No, not a specific favor. I want you to owe
a favor in return for the favor I’ll do you. When the ti cos, I’ll tell you what I want."
Doric didn’t like that request. It wasn’t wise to promise sothing you didn’t know what it was and what it would cost you. And he voiced it. "I don’t like what you want. If possible, I’d like to know what I’m promising before I promise."
"I know you don’t like it, but you don’t have to worry. What I ask as a favor in the future won’t cross your red lines. Otherwise, you can refuse my request. I just need a future favor that I don’t want to say what it is now."
Doric looked into the man’s eyes for a while and then accepted his condition. "All right. I accept your condition."
Apparently, the old man was up to sothing and didn’t want anyone to know what it was. Frankly, he didn’t care what the old man was up to as long as it didn’t damage Doric’s interests or cross his red lines.
As for the favor that the old man would ask when the ti ca, he would consider it when the ti ca. If it wasn’t sothing that crossed his red lines, he would fulfill his promise, but if the old man asked for sothing he shouldn’t, Doric had no intention of fulfilling the favor.
"Good. Just wait and you’ll get the answers you want." Bloodraven said.
And Doric waited until he got the answers he ca for.
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